Nightingale
- Writing About Spring
The ideas push forward as the floodgates open, and letters spill onto a sheet of paper. Phrases sprout as vibrant words seep into the empty lines and disturb the stark lanes of white.
Nightingale
- A Spell
Necks snap and eyes bulge. My energy crawls through the room as bewitched heads careen forward in eager anticipation. As I deepen the audience's enchantment, the rest of the world is obliviated from their thoughts.
